"Well, you're actually pretty close then, aren't you? I was in LA before I ended up here," he remarked, knowing that she wasn't getting yet that, while she could go anywhere in the country that she wanted, she likely wasn't getting back to her home any time soon. She'd learn soon enough.
"Wesley Wyndam Pryce," he said, offering his hand to her. "I do have a phone, but you might have more trouble getting in touch with your friend than you'd expect," he said, fishing out his phone and handing it to her just the same. As good a way as any for her to realize part of what was going on, it seemed.